I’ve been to more places in the last year than I have been in my entire life. And in another seven days, I will board a plane for my fourth Monsoon in the last year, this time to Eastern Europe, as a third-time veteran of The Monsoon Diaries’...

Battambang doesn’t have much, but what it does have is a bamboo train- which is really really fun to ride. I first read about this in a Smithsonian article, which is also where I read about that Yangon art gallery (where I ended up participating in a performance...

Is the name of a bar in Siam Reap. If you buy two buckets, you get a t-shirt. I have a t-shirt. Its been raining. Which is nice because it normally happens in the late afternoon, just when the heat is past my level of toleration. It has meant though that I’ve...

defenses up again. haggling again. sleeping in a building that’s about to be torn down. there’s a rave going on outside. got a massage by a blind person… It may just be the place where I’m staying (by the lake, near a cluster of cheap...

Not quite the wild, actually. More like into the unknown. Calvin and I parted ways this morning. It was a little sad. He wrote his address in my notebook next to all the other addresses of people, we’ve traveled with. Of course, he pointed out the sentimentality...

Welcome to Cambodia, a dichotomy worth dissecting; a binary land where diametrically opposed limits of human achievement and human devastation come together. In one minute you’re captivated by the stunningly glorious Khmer civilization both ancient (Angkor Wat)...